My Mother had Corning ware too.  I could only take so much when we sold the house.  I gave all of that to our neighbor who were like family to us.  I did get the marble topped antique side table and the Tiffany lamp.  I don’t miss the CorningWare so much.

I have the memory of the heartburn induced by my mother’s cooking.

Lisa, that made me smile.

I have my Great-grandmother’s rolling pin.  I love that stick of wood.  It’s the one Mom used.

I have a metal khaki green colored metal file card box full of hand written (in pencil) recipe cards from my mother’s junior high cooking class.  Each card has her name on it.  It usually makes me smile but at the moment just the thought has me tearing up.

I also love her Corning baking and casserole dishes.

My most cherished things I have from my mother’s kitchen are her rolling pin, her pie plates, measuring spoons and the 1950 edition of Betty Crocker’s Picture Cook Book.

One of the best things about moving back in with my mother is getting to use the actual appliances and gadgets from my youth. On an almost daily basis, I use the electric hand mixer, blender, stand mixer, crock pot, electric frying pan, electric griddle, measuring cups, measuring spoons, canisters, and innumerable pots and pans, dishes, and utensils that have been in this kitchen since before my birth. We finally had to replace the oven about three years ago and the stove last fall, but up until then those were the same appliances that had been here about 10 years longer than I’ve been alive. I keep meaning to do a photo shoot and blog post with everything, but I never seem to be able to get around to it.

I have never used a glove or a guard on a mandolin.  And yes, I have had my share of “bar code” injuries to the pad of my thumb!  But I’ve also been burned, wacked off a few knuckles and cut a few finger tips off!  Hazards of the profession.

I have my grandmothers rolling pin. Still use it.

It’s not a kitchen appliance but my bride has her grandmothers old wooden ironing board. It’s over 100 years old and she still uses it every time she irons! Won’t use one of those new-fangled ones.[V] 

Re: Mandolins/Mandonlines.

It is said that a smart person learns from their own mistakes, and a wise person learns from other people’s mistakes. I don’t know what you call someone who learns from someone who learns from other people’s mistakes, but when I got my first mandoline, I also bought a cut resistant glove (I’m now on my second glove, reinforced with steel wire). Frankly, I’m now skilled enough that, even though I cut very close to my hand, I haven’t hit the blade in a couple of years, but even now, I would be VERY nervous without it:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cut-resistant_gloves http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cut-resistant_gloves

Bart

Ketteract – we have an old Waring blender probably from the late 40’s, early 50’s that no one in the family wants that I should send you – Every Sunday night we made milkshakes in it, and sandwiches from the leftover Sunday roast.  It would probably break the blades to chop ice. 

Man that is too cool. We had one of those exact blenders as well while I was growing up! We always had a large Sunday meal around 1pm with my grandparents and all of us, then Sunday nights my dad would make milkshakes and pop popcorn (though not air popped) and we’d watch the Disney Sunday Night Movie. Thanks for the memories Ketteract!

I have the exact same popper, and almost the same blender.  I once had the same blender until I somehow (?) left a medal spoon in it while trying to make a frozen Margarita.

I had that very same blender when my kids were growing up! I loved it. 

Up until 10 years ago, I had (and used) my grandmother’s pressure cooker. That was a real antique!